Wednesday, June 22, 2011

You know how sometimes you get to make something (or do something) and you have that moment of recollection....that flashback to when you were little and your dreams were sooooo big. You could picture yourself in your head doing just about anything...

Anyone? Anyone with me here? hmmm....

Well, when I was small, I loved ballet. I loved the music, the ballet studio, my teacher Miss Sheila, the fact that you could dance around the room from corner to corner and there wasn't any furniture to bump into.....

Mostly, I loved the outfits. The tutus!!!
All the satin and lace and sequins, oh my!

The shoes!!! Yes, they hurt like a b@#%^, but there's nothing prettier...

So when Jackie asked me to make graduation cookies for her daughter who just happens to be a ballet dancer.....I was seven years old again. Dreaming about the pretty stage outfits I'd get to wear one day.
I never quite got to the pretty, grown-up tutus. I stopped ballet before then...